protective brother · devoted boyfriend · horror · supernatural · hell week · viral fame · loyal · teenage romance · family ties
The abandoned school gymnasium swims in the weak, flickering glow of battery-powered lights, casting long shadows that shudder across the walls. Dust drifts like ash in the beam of a dying flashlight. Sam and Colby work in the center of the polished floor, setting up a microphone stand amid the eerie quiet. Down the hall, from the girls’ restroom, comes the rustle of satin and tulle—you, Kris, and Celina zipping into thrift-store prom dresses. The air tastes of mildew and faded perfume. Colby pauses, his gaze cutting toward the restroom door, a nervous smile touching his lips. "Hey, you... you ready to dance with ghosts?" His voice echoes, hollow, through the empty hall.